"Oh, that's what you said to him?" Ron asked incredulously.
"What do you mean? You were there … You heard what I said. "Harry's tone became hurried.
"I heard you speak with a snake's voice," Ron said. "It's the snake's language. Anything you say is possible. No wonder Justin was so terrified. Listening to your voice, it was as if you were egging the snake on. That's creepy, you know? "
Harry was at a loss for words. No one could understand what he was saying!
"As it turns out, Harry really didn't mean to hurt Justin. The snake was angered by Professor Lockhart's curse and wanted to attack Justin. After Harry spoke, the snake did not attack Justin again. "Allen pointed out the facts clearly. Harry looked at him gratefully.
Being trusted and understood was the happiest thing in the world!
At some point in time, snowflakes began to float past the windows of the castle, fluttering in the wind and drifting freely between the sky and the earth.
Allen reached out his hand from the tower's window. The snow fell into his warm palm and melted instantly, then slowly evaporated.
"You want to keep the snow?" Penello's voice suddenly appeared in Allen's ear.
"Yes!" Allen said casually, but Penello turned it into reality in an instant.
"Freeze it quickly!" Waving her magic wand, Penello leaned half of her body out of the window. She reached out her left hand and turned the snowflakes floating above her palm into snowflake-shaped ice flakes. Then, the ice flakes fell into her hand.
It did not melt! Allen actually felt that the girl was a little cool at this moment!
But Allen, who had undergone countless safety education in his previous life, subconsciously stuck his head out to see if anyone was passing by below to avoid being hit on the head by falling ice flakes!
What a killjoy, unromantic! Seeing Penello's shocked expression, Allen felt rather embarrassed.
In a moment of desperation, Allen pulled out his wand and cast a Freezing Spell and a Shapeshifting Spell. Countless snowflakes turned into ice flakes and condensed together, twisting and transforming into an open, transparent glass bottle.
Allen gestured to Penello to put the snowflakes into the glass bottle and then froze the mouth of the bottle. He handed it to Penello again.
Sparkling snowflakes bloomed quietly in the glass bottle, just like Penello at this moment.
A few sparkling and translucent snowflakes landed on her soft golden hair. Her snow-white skin and red lips were astonishingly beautiful!
The next day, the snow that had been falling since the night turned into a violent snowstorm.
The young wizards of Ravenclaw were very envious of Gryffindor. Due to the weather, Gryffindor canceled the last herbal medicine class of the semester.
Professor Sprout had to put socks and scarves on the Mandrake. This was a task that needed to be handled carefully, and she did not trust anyone else to do it. Now, let the Mandrake grow quickly and save Madam Loris and Hannah? Ai Bo's life was of utmost importance.
And the last class of Ravenclaw was Potions!
The snowstorm was raging outside, and the basement was dark and cold. What made the young wizards of Ravenclaw even colder was Professor Snape's threat that if anyone could not brew the real Swelling Potion, they would either have to stay here and brew the real Swelling Potion, or try the real Swelling Potion.
As for the antidote for the Swelling Potion, don't even think about it. Gryffindor and Slytherin's students had already used it in the last class!
As usual, there were twenty crucibles between the wooden tables in the basement. On the tables were copper scales and jars of ingredients.
Professor Snape patrolled back and forth in a cloud of smoke, rudely criticizing the young wizards' work.
The swelling potion was a simple task for Allen. He grinded the dried nettles, pufferfish eyes and other herbs effortlessly. Then, he put the powdered herbs into the crucible and heated them at a medium temperature for 20 seconds. Then, he waved his wand and waited for the potion to mature before proceeding to the next step.
Edward's Swelling Potion was too diluted, and he could not control the amount of the potions.
Professor Snape stopped next to him and laughed at his diluted potion. Edward did not dare to talk back and continued to struggle with his potion. He knew that if he dared to talk back, or if he showed any resentment, he would be grounded immediately. He would not even have the chance to say "I'm innocent."
However, there was a problem with the Magic Potion that Edward had painstakingly concocted.
Perhaps it was because he was impatient while struggling with the potions, and because Professor Snape had been mocking him, Edward was resentful. He waved his wand too much, and the crucible in front of him exploded.
His decoction exploded and splashed onto the faces of his classmates. Even Professor Snape, who was behind him, was not spared.
Fortunately, Allen had the protection of Miaomiao's wizard robe, and his face and head were blocked in time. Otherwise, he would not have been able to escape!
Everyone screamed and screamed as the swelling potion splashed all over the place. Some of them had their noses swollen like balloons after their faces were splashed; some covered their eyes with their hands and stumbled around, their eyes swollen to the size of lunch plates; and some had their hands swollen to the size of pumpkins as they laughed and wailed.
Professor Snape was too close to Edward. Caught off guard, his Roman hooked nose swelled to the size of a peach!
Edward was the most miserable. His face was swollen out of shape, like a corpse that had been soaked in water for countless days!
Allen was the only one in the class who was unscathed!
Professor Snape desperately tried to calm everyone down. "Quiet, quiet! Don't you want to recover? "
As Professor Snape had said before the class that there was no Swelling Potion, everyone had to endure the pain and inconvenience. They stopped the potion in the crucible and learned how to make the Swelling Potion first.
Allen did not remove his crucible. He quickly added a portion of bat innards into the crucible, then stirred it four times in a counterclockwise direction, and then heated it at a low temperature for 30 seconds. He waved his wand and finished making the Swelling Potion. He then poured the potion into a potion bottle.
Looking at the flustered actions of the students around him, Allen quickly cleaned the crucible and prepared the ingredients for the Swelling Potion. He had prepared enough potions to cure all the young wizards.
Not long after Professor Snape finished making the potion, Allen also finished making his Swelling Potion.
The young wizards did not care about the potions in front of them. They rushed to Allen's table in a mess, trying to get rid of the swelling on their bodies.
When everyone drank the antidote and the swelling subsided, Professor Snape walked to Edward. "Ravenclaw, twenty points deducted. Because of your mistake, almost the entire class suffered!"
He looked at Allen and continued. "Allen? Harris was quick and successfully made the Swelling Potion and Swelling Potion. Ravenclaw, ten points added! "
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